Small and scared and hungry too
Where is Dad, what will I do?
This is not my home, where have they gone?
I search all night then sleep at dawn.

Huddled up underneath some trees
Get up, keep moving, or else I'll freeze.
So hungry now it hurts inside
Too scared to hunt, just want to hide.

Finally it's just too much to bear,
I need to eat and there's food out there.
A rabbit, look there it goes
But I am a hunter quick on my toes.

At last I do what I have been bred to do,
For hundreds of years to hunt for you.
This time for me, to save my life
I catch it easily and at last, respite.

But the Winter's long and I am alone,
I see some people trying to coax me home.
But who are they and what do they want from me?
I am so scared I turn and flee.

Yet still they come and try and try,
I want to go, but am too shy.
At last they have me what is my fate?
Will I be beaten, starved? But wait.

They cuddle me and stroke my face,
Take me to a nice warm place.
Yummy food and a comfy bed
Is this heaven? Am I dead?

All I need now is to get a home
With a family of my own.
People who will understand
I am a hunter bred by man.

I do what I do because that's what was wanted,
You asked me to hunt and your wish was granted.
How I would like to be wanted for me
Not for what I can do, where at last I am free.

My name is Gypsy please take me home.


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